Void Through Space

I never believed in people with supernatural power exists, as I’m falling from the fifth floor of this building let me clear something for you guys. Firstly, I’m not a crazy person and secondly, I’m being assassinated by someone. I’m Ron Stuart and let me explain how did my life come to this point. A few months ago Ron Stuart heard someone calling him. “Ron, wake up, can you hear me…?” Ron was trying to open his eyes, but somehow, he could not open his eyes. Ron again hears the voice telling him to stay with them. “Ron… Ron…, Please open your eyes?” Ron felt someone gently tugs on this body, and slowly Ron began to lose hearing sounding sounds. he was in a dark world with no sound and light to see. he was in a place as peaceful as heaven with no thoughts, no sound, and no color. Then again, he felt someone’s hand on his body and overheard, “he’s losing consciences, we’re losing him… quickly bring me AED’s!” “We must not lose him, he too valuable for this world,” a meritorious voice. After a while, Ron heard some sound and the chilly breeze. Ron smoothly opened his eyes. He saw nothing it was all a blur at first and then as the burly ness cleared with no darkness left he saw a white ceiling and felt peacefully calm (like he was in a nurturing place like home). Ron was staring at the ceiling for a while without knowledge of why he was doing it. Suddenly a sweet scent of a flower dragged his blank mind away toward the window. He saw a white beautiful flower kept in a vase just away from the window. As the wind rushed through the window, it carried the sweet scent of a flower. The blazing sun touched the white flower through the window and quietly took Ron’s mind to itself. After a while Ron realized that he's on a bed, Ron with curiosity tried to take that beautiful flower in his hand but his hands felt heavier. As he tried to move his hands again, the overwhelming pain occurred. “what’s happing why am I feeling so much pain?” Ron murmured to himself. The breeze took Ron’s attention away again toward the flower, and as he watched the flower, a small smile emerged on Ron’s face. A man enters the room, He had wrinkles all over his face with his white beard and big glasses. He was wearing a white robe and was carrying a cane to help him walk properly. A young lady also entered the room alongside the man. A man saw the boy gazing at the flower with a smile on his face as he entered the room.